Mixed Emotions
Mixed emotions swirl
Then fall down
And curl
Another merlot-fueled atrocity
Masquerading as inspired verse
But it’s far from free random
Something much much worse
Second glass empties
Begs a refill—
Yes, please
A young Friday evening
Perseverating in isolation
I’d love to have a date
But that requires some ambulation
The ringer on mute
A cell insolent,
No pursuit
A Facebook lovely in Killeen
How to make a connection?
So many never-never starts,
Dust-in-sprinkles wet the imagination
Mixed emotions weigh
Then slip off
Anyway
Posted on July 14, 2017, in Poem and tagged ambulation, cellphone, date, dating, effort, emotions, Facebook, fog of emotions, Friday Night, get together, imagination, insolence, Killeen TX, loneliness, love, masquerade, merlot, ringer, wineglass. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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